After Tan Miya went to pick up the professor, all the students gathered around Xiang Lu.

Everyone knows that in order to be lied, you need to be calm, but when you think that the professor is coming, your heart is always up and down, and you are nervous.

More importantly, can Xiang Lu play the piano?

Tan Qingming is not so easy to fool!

"Jiang Qiu, your brother, can you play the piano?" A girl asked in a whisper.

Jiang Qiu shook his head honestly, "I don't know. ”

"Don't know? Isn't he your brother? "The girl wondered, how could a sister be so unclear about her brother?

"No, it's not dear." Jiang Qiu said weakly, she had just returned to China for a few days, how could she understand her brother thoroughly.

However, it is still too late.

Jiang Qiu looked at Xiang Lu, who was preparing to play, his thin lips were slightly curled, and his soul was broken.

"Brother Jiang Qiu, although your method is relatively reluctant, it is also feasible, but can you play the piano?" Chen Shu looked at Xiang Lu, who closed his eyes and pretended to be deep, and asked.

At this time, you can't let Xiang Lu pretend to be forced.

Who is Tan Qingming? A professor from the Department of Music at Huazhong University!

Nowadays, classical music is indeed a bit late, but it does not mean that no one specializes in it!

"Yes, Brother Xiang, do you know how to play the piano?"

"Brother Xiang, you are so capable, hurry up and invite an industry leader to come to the rescue, right?"

"It's so late, how can there be any industry leaders? Is it good to use your brain? Besides, even if he is invited, when will he be able to come? The professor is on his way here! ”

"Brother Xiang, how many levels of piano are you? Can you tell us about it, so that we can rest assured! ”

"Brother Xiang Lu, you can't joke at this time."

Many male classmates are also worried, if this is discovered, it will be really self-defeating.

Credits throughout the year, warning!

Xiang Lu ignored the uneasy students.

Now he is precipitating, brewing, feeling, and breathing.

"it!" Chen Shu looked at Xiang Lu's focused appearance, and his scalp tingled for a while.

Even though his family is rich, he is also subject to a lot of control.

Especially in terms of studying, if you are deducted a year's credits because of this kind of thing, you will go home miserable!

"I'm also convinced! Why do you have to happen to this kind of thing for no reason? ”

"The most important thing is that Tan Qingming's old antique is not close to the world at all, so it is useless to ask him to designate it."

"Damn! Why didn't Brother Xiang speak? Do you know how to play the piano? ”

"Tan Qingming piano level 14 full-time, it's not easy to fool."

"I still think this excuse is too reluctant, how can Tan Qingming be convinced?"

The students stomped their feet in a hurry.

Yikes!

A small pink arc of electricity flashed silently in Xiang Lu's pupils

On the way to the audition room.

Tan Miya told her father Tan Qingming about Xiang Lu's excuse as it was.

Tan Qingming, as a middle-aged man in his fifties, heard these words, and his expression immediately became majestic.

He could tell what his daughter was hiding.

Because the words are unsettled and extremely far-fetched.

The banquet has long been over, and they are learning skills from a senior?

It's a lot of nonsense!

But he knew that he was an educator, so he didn't embarrass his daughter in public.

"Take me to see it." Tan Qingming said in a deep voice.

Seeing her father's serious expression, Tan Miya knew that her little trick had been completely seen through.

Now she can only hope that Jiang Qiu's brother can reverse all this, otherwise not only will she be doomed, but all her classmates will be implicated.

"Is it going to work?"

Tan Yuya hurriedly said in a secret way, and her heart was in her throat!

Squeak!

The door to the audition room was pushed open.

The original noise inside immediately fell silent.

All the students stood on their heads and held their breath.

They all know that death is coming!

Tan Qingming glanced at the internal environment and found that his students were all there, and in front of a silver-white piano sat a young man with a star-like eyes and a broad belt.

The situation is exactly the same as what her daughter said.

But a group of music undergraduates, learning from a young man?

It's ridiculous!

He frowned, not understanding what his group of students were trying to hide.

Without waiting for him to open his mouth to condemn.

Da Da Bang!

The sound of a piano melody that I had never heard before sounded in the empty auditions.

Unrestrained and bright.

This excellent intro can make the heart move into a condensed picture.

Tan Qingming respected every pianist, so he gave up interrupting and listened quietly.

The surrounding students were stunned, and their nervous mood was soothed by the sudden sound of the piano.

Da Da Bang! Da Da Bang! Da

Xiang Lu's fingers began to fluctuate on the piano, very smooth.

That feeling, the charm, he all experienced it in his heart, and his body and mind were integrated into the song.

Rich in background, story, and sonorous piano sound, the sound of the piano poured out of his fingers like a spring.

Immediately.

Xiang Lu's elegant, selfless and fast performance infected everyone present.

The undulating sound of the piano and the rhythm begin to touch the nerves of every listener.

The students smacked their tongues, and their scalps tingled for a while!

They all nodded.

Awesome! Good!

Tan Qingming was frowning, and his somewhat gray brows were tightly wrinkled together.

Because of the different age of music, the feeling will be completely different.

At a certain level, the melody of the piano music is no longer subjective, but subjective will change from auditory to visual.

He could feel the sadness beneath the wild tune.

Next to the nameless tombstones that were engulfed in the flames of war, the white-clothed dancers in the ruins of the church are dancing against the blood-red morning sun; Fighter planes roared by, tanks broke through walls, craters on the ground were wounds that could not be healed, and lives were harvested without dignity, leaving only small white flowers blooming from rusty shells to witness the last hope.

Whether forgotten or remembered, they will always continue to survive strongly, snatching new life from the devastated earth with scars, like the little white flower on the ruins.

Now.

In front of Tan Miya's eyes, Xiang Lu is like a poet who thinks about the morning and dusk, composing the poems of fate in the vast world and the world, and after a glorious journey, he returns to the original church.

Everyone, addicted to this unknown tune.

But the song is short, just like the story, it will end and end in the end.

When the last note comes to an abrupt end.

Everyone was amazed.

Tan Qingming let out a breath for a long time, "This young man's realm"

He was shocked!

Completely shocked!

He has met many industry elites, music leaders, and academic elites

But they are not at all as good as this young man in front of them!!

This young man is so good!

Such a gripping wild song, although not classical, is unconventional and hearty!